Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare
Judith Rumelt, better known by her pen name Cassandra Clare, is an American author of young adult fiction, best known for her bestselling series The Mortal Instruments...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth27 July 1973
CityTehran, Iran
CountryUnited States of America
princess heart soul
There's nothing you could have done that would cause me to cease loving either of you. Will is myself, my own soul, and if I am not to have the keeping of your heart, then there is not other I would rather have that honor.
princess love-you men
You said I am a good man," he said. "But I am not that good a man. And I am--I am catastrophically in love with you.
sophie want cures
I want it to stop," he said. "Sophie says everyone is still searching for a cure for me. I know I gave Will my permission, but I want everyone to cease looking now, Charlotte. It is over.
wrong-person fallen persons
Have you fallen in love with wrong person yet?
sophie pushing sometimes
Sometimes, when Bridget was in a particularly melodious mood, Sophie thought about stalking downstairs and pushing her into the oven like the with in 'Hansel and Gretel.
feelings trying
I get the feeling you'd rather pine over someone you can never possibly be with than try being with someone you can.
fighting knowing together
As metal rang on metal, some inner part of Jem, some part that had been lost without his even knowing it was lost, felt the pleasure of fighting together with Will one last time.
drinking monkeys debauchery
Life could not be entirely devoted to debauchery and monkeys. Magnus had to finance all the drinking somehow.
green boat easy
I dislike boats," Ragnor observed, looking around. "I get vilely seasick." The turning green joke was too easy. Magnus was not going to stoop to make it.
shining skins purpose
And in addition to its practical uses, it would seem to work for cosmetic purposes. This powder would make my very skin glimmer for eternity." Henry frowned. "Not eternity," he said, but then he brightened. "But I could make you up another batch whenever you please!" "I could shine at will!" Magnus grinned at Henry.
magic littles fingers
Have a little faith in my magic fingers
library saws mustard
I saw you in the library. With—” “ Colonel Mustard?
princess sleep night
...In Paris she found Magnus, who was living in a garret apartment and paiting, an occupation for which he had no aptitude whatsoever. He let her sleep on a mattress by the window, and in the night, when she woke up screaming for Will, he came and put his arms around her, smelling of turpentine. "The first one is always the hardest," he said. "The first?" "The first one you love who dies," he said. "It gets easier, after.
parabatai jem-carstairs will-herondale
Wherever we are, we are as one